Banana bread in hand this time instead of a Yorkshire brew, here’s a little catch up of what’s been going on during the last week or two (ha, I’m a poet and I didn’t know it). I did say I’m going to pile on the pounds, the food is just too good here and I can’t stop scoffing for the life of me. I’m indulging in banana bread whilst basking in the sun on our balcony. When I got an early finish from work I opted to sunbathe and blog rather than go in the gym and I regret nothing – can’t be wasting precious tanning time in a stuffy gym can ya?! It’s 22 degrees today but this is Melbourne we’re talking about so I could be sat here with a brolly in the next hour… four seasons in a day and all that.
Anyway I digress. First off let’s start with a foodie paragraph… or two. I haven’t been to Kin Ka Ter since I last wrote, can you believe it?! I know I can’t either. We did try and go the other day but it was a public holiday so it was closed, gutted doesn’t even come close. Because I missed out on a curry last week though, surely it means I can have two this week? I’m going to say absolutely yes! We did go to a Korean BBQ place though and the food was just fabulous, the whole experience was. The staff wore an old Korean school uniform as their work uniform, it was this jazzy black and white get up, they all looked very hipster. There was a barbecue in the middle of the table and the waitresses came and cooked the meat in front of us. There were 5 of us and we ordered a big banquet for us to all to tuck into. To say we had the meat sweats when we left is an understatement.
(There was a lot more food than this, I was premature in taking the pic 🤦🏻♀️ but you get the idea of the barbecue on the table etc.).
Now for the second foodie paragraph… As well as trying Korean BBQ for the first time I also tried my first typical Aussie delicacy this week. A parma. A good Aussie mate of ours took us to a place that made parmas as big as my head, it was delicious. What is a parma I hear you ask? For the Teessiders reading this it is very similar to a parmo but an Aussie parma is chicken in breadcrumbs wrapped in ham with a tomato sauce on top, topped with a shit ton of cheese. What a Friday night treat this was.
Another highlight of the week happened at work, believe it or not. An Aussie guy came up to pay for his brekkie, the usual drill, and he asked me where I was from. This is nothing out of the ordinary because it happens on average about 10 times a day (that’s not an exaggeration) and on average 7 times a day people ask if I’m Irish 🤷🏻♀️. Anyway, turns out that the guy knew little old Hartlepool. A guy from Sydney, in a cafe in Melbourne was chatting to me about Hartlepool. Can ya believe it?! He studied at Durham university and told me that he could pick out a north east accent from anywhere. Apparently I have a strong one.
However, the part where Jim tore a ligament in his foot wasn’t so great, he managed to do this whilst he was playing football and he even said there was a crunch sound. Yep it was one you could hear. He refused to go to the hospital that evening but when he came home from work the next day and took the support bandage off to find an ankle that looked just like a massive purple balloon, I wouldn’t take no for an answer. Off to A&E we went with a bag full of snacks. We were fully prepared for the four hour wait time but as soon as the nurse saw Jim’s ankle we were bumped to the front of the queue. So now he’s on crutches and is milking it for all it’s worth.
On a more positive note though, we went to the Melbourne Cup on Tuesday and it was absolutely fabulous!! It was also 100% the busiest race meeting I have ever been to, there were so so so many people there. I don’t think I realised how much of a big deal the Melbourne Cup was until I was there, it’s HUGE!! The fashion was amazing, everyone was so dressed up so the people-watching was top notch. Although I don’t think Jim really appreciated a running commentary of me pointing out every outfit that I loved… there was a lot. What we did both appreciated though was the comfort of $200 ticket seats. No we didn’t buy these extortionately priced tickets… we simply stumbled upon the area and snook in. Confidence is key, no questions asked. That’s how nifty Jim is on his crutches, nifty enough to sneak into the posh end.
I feel like I’m really settling into Melbourne life now. I think I realised this the other day at the cafe when a group of lads who had just landed in Melbourne to start 9 months of living down-under asked me about how to get started here (they heard the accent and twigged that I was a fellow traveller). Before I knew it I was reeling off what they needed to do, documents they needed to send for, etc. After I gave them some advice and they went on their way it dawned on me that I’m not really new around here anymore.
I have a lot more exploring to do though so expect more posts of me rambling on coming at ya!
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